overoverfield | part 2
- Unsettled Magazine
- Jan 17, 2020
- 1 min read
“The pink bubble busted, splashed on the edge of reality.
The pink dust I breathed in choked on me.
Now I am unable to utter a word.
Only breathing out the pink breath. I find you in the same trouble.
The pink energy faded as if it was just a hiccup”



The end.
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